I woke up the next morning to a text from Marta. "I'll have an iced coffee with skim milk and Aaron will have a large black coffee. Bring it to us in bed"
I guess I hadn't been dreaming after all, I thought. So I put my clothes on and headed to the store. I returned from the coffee shop and saw Suzie walking her dogs in front of our building. I had forgotten all about the noise Marta made all night! I tried to duck my head but she spotted me. She came over to me with a big grin and said,
"Can you do me a favor? Can you have your wife and her fabulous lover keep it down the next time? I could barely sleep last night. Sounds like they had a good time though." She smirked and walked off. My heart sank - there was no hiding the fact that I was a cuckold now. Everybody in my building would know. I returned with the coffee and went to the bedroom. The door was closed so I set the drinks down and knocked.
"You may come in," Marta said. "Give us our drinks and sit over there," she said, gesturing at a stool by the foot of the bed. "We need to talk."
"About what?" I asked nervously.
"You know what," Marta said. "About me finding a real man with a cock that can actually fuck me. Get naked - I want Aaron to see what you are providing me with."
I was humiliated hearing these words in front of Aaron, although I figured he already knew of my inadequacies in the bed, so I reluctantly stripped.
"No woman should have to rely on a cock like that," Aaron said. I didn't know how to respond so I just bowed my head and stood there naked.
"There are going to be some changes around here. Sweetie, why don't you start?" Marta said to Aaron. I was surprised to hear her call him such an affectionate name after just one night. Well, I guess it was two nights if you count his party. Also, what did she mean by changes? I wondered.
"First off your wife belongs to me. Her pussy is mine and I don't share." Aaron said as he glared at me with a look of contempt. "She already told me that she barely lets you fuck her as is, well that's coming to a stop completely." "In fact, I think I fucked her more times last night than you have in three years." He and Marta chuckled at his comment.
"This means I'm going to be coming over a lot more often, and I expect to be taken care of. I want the fridge stocked with my favorite beer and snacks. I also don't want my girl to have to lift a finger at home. She told me you already do most of the chores at home; well consider them all your tasks. And you better not disappoint or there will be repercussions."
"You will buy her sexy new outfits to wear for me. When you go shopping together she will make it clear that you are buying outfits for her boyfriend's pleasure. When you aren't at work your entire purpose will be serving and pleasing Marta, and as a result, myself as well. Is there anything you want to add," He asked Marta.
"Yes, honey," Marta replied. Honey! She was calling him honey already! "You will sign over your bank accounts to me," She said. "You may spend money on gifts for me but you have to ask my permission for even something as small as a cup of coffee for yourself. In fact, give me that," And she grabbed the coffee I had gotten for myself out of my hand. "Ask me for it," She commanded.
"May I please have my coffee?" I asked nervously.
"No, cuckold," she blurted. "You should have asked before you bought it. Now go pour it out and return."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing but I obeyed her commands. My mind was racing - my relationship had spiraled out of control in a matter of hours, but I felt helpless to change it. The fact that I was fully erect probably wouldn't have helped had I decided to protest.
"Look at that tiny cock," Aaron laughed as I walked back into the room. My erection had betrayed me. "I guess he knows his place, babe," Aaron said to my wife.
I hung my head sheepishly and waited for my next command.
